1. I like to see your faces around me
Bent down like a kneeling camel

2. With a lowered cheek, his head hung down
And the rooster behind, Ali Al-Kafel

3. Each saying invitingly
My belly was pleased with what it ate

4. And much darling in a watering hole
From melted fat, its drinking was sweet

5. With a taste embellished on its edge
And from its words' meanings do not ask

6. Yearning to the sultan by its side
Adorned with beauty, from it the robes

7. And for the gluttons in our intestines
A bite of hunger like the sting of thorns

8. The fried eggplant in its oil
Has softened and whitened like beeswax

9. And how much color has passed its days
Yet its taste in our mouths has not ceased

10. A table, dishes galore
Twenty if counted, no less

11. We stood around it, and we were not lacking
Except locusts in a fertile valley that landed

12. Say what you wish of Hatim's towns
And do not be shy in what was spent